Tim Gent - 1993 lyrics

rate me

It’s for my 2011 fans

All of myu day 1

The boys that have been down

Even in the spring

I came up

Yeah, still on that cheap shit

Catch height with all those falls

With all that feels

I’ll probably found a spot on the East

I love the scenery

Become a scholar for change

That’s what I dream to be

Study spirituality, not religion

Search for love inside myself and not my wealth

Man we’re caught up

I just give them games like fuck quarters

Started from nothing

My momma struggled and we had shit

Always been a thinker

Loose with the gun and slick with the _____

Loose with the gun

They killin’ my _______

From my homies to the police

It don’t matter

I got theatrical, clever, practical

It’s mathematical

It’s untouched and unsolved

I’m coming live

Stack it all

I’ve been chilling on my block for 4 weeks

Yeah, it’s got me thinking about my life

Like if I had the same chance twice

If I had a plane, catch height

You can follow me to places we never been

Stop people from settling

Popping black

God has got it definite

Listen to my dreams

If I ever get jammed

Hope you cry for me ,for my mother and my grandma

Father it’s their time

I’m up in the air now

Father Time I thank you for the time you gave me

My body and soul

It’s my perfect imperfections